Hello! I am sorry for such the long wait. I'm in the home stretch of finishing my thesis and graduating, so most of my time has been concentrating on school work, but it's almost over! Please enjoy!

Disclaimer: JK still owns HP and Co.

"Do you think something is wrong with Ginny?" Ron asked as he slid in next to Blakely one morning.

Blakely looked up from his pancakes to glance down a few people to see Ginny. She didn't seem out of the ordinary, so Blakely shook his head. "No, why?"

Ron sighed, "I don't know…something seems off about her. When Percy confronted her about it, she told him to mind his own business."

Neville shrugged his shoulders, "it just sounds like she's trying to become her own person."

Hermione shook her head in disagreement. "No, I think Ron is right. I've noticed that Ginny seems more pale and is prone to arguments."

Blakely tuned out the conversation. He'd been having more dreams lately and it was causing him to lose sleep plus his mother was being annoying in her letters about his dad. He sighed, "I'll see you guys later."

He was on his way to lunch when he heard crying coming from the second floor bathroom. He inwardly grimaced. It was Moaning Myrtle. Blakely swallowed and slowly cracked open the door, "hello?"

"Come to throw something at Old Moaning Myrtle…have you?" The ghost flew out of the sink, translucent tears running down her face.

Blakely held up his hands, "why would I do that?"

Moaning Myrtle stopped her rant and glanced at Blakely, "because everyone does."

Blakely shook his head, "well then those people are mean. What did they throw at you?"

Moaning Myrtle frowned and pointed in the corner, "a book. Went right through my nose."

Blakely moved to pick up the book and frowned. He opened it and only saw blank pages. There was nothing written there. Squinting, he could make out the name Tom Marvolo Riddle on the front.

He tucked it in his bag and bidding Myrtle a goodbye went to go find Hermione. Maybe she would know what to do. He found her in the common room working on homework. She glanced up as he neared, "where have you been?"

Blakely sat down, "all over." He pulled the diary out of his bag and plopped it in front of Hermione, "I found this. Nothing is written in it."

She pursed her lips before pulling out a bright red eraser. "It's a revealer. I got it in Diagon Ally." She opened the diary and started rubbing at it but nothing happened. She frowned, "that's weird."

Blakely suddenly had an idea. He grabbed her quill and wrote, my name is Blakely.

"Blakely…you really shouldn't do that. For all we know-" she stopped as writing appeared, hello Blakely. My name is Tom Riddle.

Blakely froze. He quickly scribbled out a reply, have you heard of the chamber of secrets?

Yes, in fact I went to Hogwarts when it was opened 50 years ago.

Blakely paused and he could hear his heart beating in his chest as he wrote out a reply, do you know what happened?

A few minutes went by before…yes. I can show you.

Blakely felt himself being pulled into the diary. His eyes widened when he realized where he had landed. Looking around his eyes landed on a young man of about 16 who was absently looking down the hallway. Soon, a small group of teachers rounded the corner with a covered body floating between them. Blakely cringed as he spotted an arm hanging limply off to the side.

The young man, who Blakely assumed to be Tom Riddle started walking and Blakely was pulled along with him. They didn't stop until they were somewhere in the dungeons. Tom slammed open the door, "its over Hagrid."

Blakely was shocked. A young Hagrid was protecting something, "no. He didn't do it."

Tom sighed, "the girl's parents will be here tomorrow. The least we can do is tell them the beast has been captured."

Hagrid frantically waved his hands, but it was no use. Blakely raised up his hands and in a flash of light found himself back in the common room. He glanced over at Hermione in shock.

"…It was Hagrid. Hagrid opened the chamber of secrets 50 years ago."

Harry was quiet as he worked on his charms homework. Calix was at practice and Roger and Matthew were serving a detention. Those two were always at it. He glanced up as he heard his brother's voice talking quietly with his friends.

"I'm telling you…Hagrid was charged with the crime."

"Blakely, do you hear yourself? Its Hagrid."

Harry frowned at the mention of Hagrid's name. Harry liked the old half-giant and always made time to visit with the man for tea.

"Well…when me and Ron went to confront him, the minister and Dumbledore came to take him away to Azkaban. He also said to follow the spiders."

All of a sudden Harry heard Hermione gasp. "That's it! I think I know something. I need to go to the library." Harry heard Hermione run off, leaving Blakely, Ron and Neville.

Harry paused. Follow the spiders. That sounded dangerous. Harry was silent as Blakely and his friends left, leaving Harry to think about the conversation he had just heard. He would need to keep an eye on Blakely so that Harry would know when Blakely might have decided to follow Hagrid's advice.

That day came sooner then Harry thought. He was outside with his friends about to watch a quidditch game between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. The game was about to start when Professor McGongall came out on the field and said the match had been cancelled.

Harry shared a glance with Calix and slipped away when he saw McGonagall pull Blakely and Ron aside. He followed them all the way to the infirmary to see none other then Hermione. Harry bit his lip to keep from being noticed.

With nothing left to do, Harry slipped away and headed back to the common room. Roger and Matthew were waiting for him. He glanced around and cast privacy shields. "Hermione and Penelope were both petrified."

Matthew closed his eyes and shook his head, "this is getting serious. What are we going to do now?"

Harry tapped his chin, "this has to be the work of Voldemort, but I'm not quite sure how he's doing it." All of a sudden Harry paused. He sat up straight as his mind went into overdrive. Spiders fleeing and the fact that Blakely was hearing voices.

This could only be one thing.

At that moment, Harry's wand buzzed that meant Blakely was moving. He stood up, "I'm going out."

Matthew sighed and stood up as well, "then I'm going with you."

Harry shook his head, "no. I don't want you to get hurt."

Matthew crossed his arms and glared at Harry. "Harry. You're my friend and I won't let you do this alone. I'm going."

Roger plopped back on the sofa, "just let him, Harry. You know how stubborn he is."

Harry bit his lip. After a few minutes he sighed and relented. "Fine. Let's go."

Harry and Matthew made their way down an overgrown path and could see both Ron and Blakely a few yards in front of them heading towards the Forbidden Forest. Harry held out his hand to stop Matthew and held up a finger to his lips to remain quiet.

Harry waved his wand and because he was the best at non-verbal spells cast a disillusionment charm on both of them.

They both quickly followed the two boys and Harry knew that this was the direction of a nest of acromatulas. Why would they be going this way? Harry knew that Hagrid had raised an acromantula from a young age…was this the monster that Blakely thought was in the castle?

Harry tried to concentrate on what Aragog was saying and his suspicions were confirmed when the aging spider spoke of the thing spiders all fear the most.

It was a basilisk.

Blakely gulped as he regarded the hordes of spider's who were looking at him and Ron like a piece of meat.

Beside him Ron muttered, "I knew this was a bad idea. I'm going to kill Hagrid when I get out of here."

Aragog clapped his pinchers together, "goodbye friends of Hagrid."

Blakely grabbed Ron's hand, "run!"

He sprinted away as the spiders lunged forward and tried to grab him and Ron. Blakely ran as fast as he could. He could hear Ron running beside him as the spiders neared. Suddenly Blakely tripped and fell to the ground. He swore and tried to grab his wand, but he could see that it would be too late.

He was about to give up when he heard a voice yell behind him, "Arania Exumai!" A jet of white light hit the nearest acromantula, shooting it into the air. Blakely was suddenly hauled into the air and he realized that Hadrian Black had thrown Blakely over his shoulders.

"What are you doing here?" Blakely demanded.

Hadrian cocked a easy smile as if running from man eating spiders was an everyday occurrence. "What does it look like? I wanted to catch myself an acromantula."

Blakely didn't say anything because he was grateful that Hadrian had been there but still…that sounded suspicious.

When they were finally clear from the forest, Hadrian set Blakely down with a pat on the head. "You should be more careful in the future." Blakely blinked and Hadrian was gone. Hearing a moan from beside him, Blakley turned his head to see Ron and one of Hadrian's friends who vanished just as quick as Hadrian had.

Ron was pale and breathing hard. "I'm going to KILL Hagrid when I see him. What a stupid idea."

Blakely shook his head, "come on. Let's get back to the castle."

A few days later, Blakely was still sort of recovering from his experience in the forest. He still wondered what the real reason Hadrian was doing in the forest, but there were other things on Blakely's mind.

Something was wrong. That much Blakely could see. He wanted to see Hermione. With Ron in tow, he made his way to the infirmary telling Madame Pomfrey that they had permission. Sitting by her side, Blakely's eyes caught sight of something wedged in her hands.

He slapped Ron on the arm and with Ron on the lookout, Blakely quickly scrambled to get the piece of paper out of her hands. His eyes widened as they read the content and underneath it, he could see in Hermione's handwriting was the word pipes.

He sucked in a breath as things fell into place. The reason why he could hear voices and the way the snake was getting around.

He was about to tell Ron what it was when they heard a voice coming through the entire school, "students…please make your way to your common rooms."

Blakely grabbed Ron's arm, "we need to tell the teachers what we found."

Ron nodded and they made their way to the teacher's lounge, hiding in the closet. Blakely grew quiet as all the teachers made their way to the lounge. Professor Mongacall looked grim, "its happened. A student has been taken into the chamber. Ginny Weasley…"

Blakely felt Ron slump beside him. At that moment Lockhart breezed into the room, "what did I miss?"

All the teachers looked over at Lockhart and McGongall gave a slight smirk, "just the man I was looking for. A student has been taken. You've said you know where the chamber is…it is your duty to go and get her."

Lockhart froze. "Well there is that. If you'd excuse me," and ran out.

Blakely barely heard the rest of the conversation. When it was over he turned to Ron, "let's go tell Lockhart what we know. There's still a chance Ginny can be saved."

Ron nodded. The two boys made their way to the offices of DADA and to their shock found Lockhart packing his trunks. Ron grew red in anger, "what are you doing? Your the DADA professor!"

Lockhart jumped as the two entered and sneered at them, "you didn't think I actually did what I wrote about?"

Ron too mad to answer was clenching his fists at his sides. Blakely frowned when he saw Lockhart raise his wand but Blakely was faster, "expelliarmus!"

Lockhart's wand flew out of his hands and he deflated. "I don't even know where the chamber is…"

Blakely crossed his arms, "well you're in luck. We believe we do." He grabbed Lockhart's sleeve and pulled the professor all the way to the bathroom. "Myrtle? Are you in here?"

There was a whoosh and the crying ghost appeared. "What do you want?"

"To ask how you died."

The girl pursed her lips, "it was awful. I'd come in here to cry after being teased something bad by that dreadful Olive Hornby when I heard a man's voice. I opened the stall to tell him to go way and met yellow eyes. Then…I died."

Blakely swallowed. "Thank you." He made sure Ron had a firm grip on Lockhart and then moved over to the sink. Near the copper was a small engraving of a snake. Blakley gulped and concentrated, "open," yet instead of english, he heard a hissing sound.

Slowly but surely, the sink began to move until a dark and ominous whole opened up. Blakely grabbed Lockhart and pushed him in and quickly followed with Ron behind him. Upon landing, Blakely was thrown aside as Lockhart dived for Ron's wand.

Lockhart stood up and pointed the wand at the two of them, "this is the end boys. I'll tell everyone how mad you went at the sight of the girl's mangled body. Obliviate!"

There was a loud crash and both Lockhart and Ron were buried behind rubble. Blakely stood up, "Ron! Are you alright!"

"Yeah," came the muffled reply, "but this git's not."

Blakely sighed in relief, "I'm going on ahead. Try to move the rubble." Not waiting for Ron's reply, Blakely swallowed and made his way down the walkway. He finally made it to a door and hissing at it, watched it open.

He stepped inside and saw a small red-haired body laying down on the ground. "Ginny!" He ran forward and knelt down beside her checking to make sure she was okay.

"She won't wake."

Blakely froze and turned around. Standing behind him was a wraith like figure that Blakely recognized. "Tom?"

Tom sneered, "don't call me that." He raised his hand and in fiery letters spelled out his name, Tom Marvolo Riddle. He flicked his wrist and the letters rearranged themselves,

I am Lord Voldemort.

Harry knew something was wrong. Something was nagging him, saying that something bad was happening. He was on his way to the common room when he felt it. He gasped.

Blakely was in trouble.

Harry closed his eyes and tried to search for his brother's magic. He found it miles beneath the school. Harry frowned. What was Blakely doing under the school? Harry shook his head and ran towards the area he felt Blakely's magic the strongest.

He found himself standing in front of a huge, black hole in a girl's bathroom. Harry shook his head but jumped in anyway. He slid all the way to the bottom and looked around. He could hear digging and what sounded like Ron's mumbling, so Harry was in the right place.

He ran ahead and his heart nearly froze when he saw not one but two bodies laying on the floor and a wraith like figure above them laughing in glee.

"How pathetic. I didn't even need to call my pet."

Harry scowled. "What did you do?"

The figure turned around, surprised at Harry's intrusion but it quickly turned to amusement. "Well…if it isn't the green eyed boy I've been looking for."

Harry clenched his fists. "I'll ask again. What did you do to them?"

The figure merely laughed, "simple. I took part of their life force. I am almost complete and when that happens. I will be back for you."

Harry spotted a small black book laying near both Blakely and Ginny and he picked it up. He glanced over at who could only be Voldemort, "you used this…didn't you? What would happen if I were to…damage it?"

Voldemort scoffed. "You can try, but you won't succeed."

Harry raised an eyebrow. "You think I won't succeed. I know what this is. I recognize this dark magic. All it would take to destroy it is a little…basilisk venom or fiendfyre."

Voldemort stopped and finally looked at Harry in a serious manner. "You…" he snarled. "I'm done with you." Voldemort turned to the statue of Salazar and raised his hands towards the sky, "speak to me Slytherin, greatest of the Hogwarts four!"

Harry swallowed. He could only guess what was coming. He closed his eyes and heard the snake plop on the ground. Voldemort hissed, "get him!"

Harry managed to dodge out of the way as the snake lunged forward to strike at Harry. Harry ran in what he hoped was the right direction. As he did so, he heard the musical notes of Fawkes followed by a cry of pain.

"Idiot! Leave the bird alone! Get the boy!"

Taking a guess as to what Fawkes had done, Harry slowly opened his eyes to see that Fawkes had indeed pierced the eyes of the snake. Harry took a deep breath and concentrated all his magic in his hand.

He would only have one shot at this. As the snake decided that Harry was a better option and lunged at Harry, he brought up his make-shift sword right into the snake's mouth. Harry winced as he felt one of its fangs pierce his arm, but he stayed strong.

After a few seconds, the snake stopped thrashing and fell to the ground dead.

Harry ripped his arm out of the mouth and held his arm already feeling the venom work its way through his body.

Voldemort sneered, "well…at least you'll be done for. With you out of the way, I can come back and get rid of mudbloods and the like."

Harry could barely manage to stay awake. He knew he was dying, there was no other option. He fell forward to the ground his tears mixing with the water of the chamber. There was still so much he wanted to do.

He thought of Calix, Roger and Matthew. He thought of Adrian and Karli. Of Remus, Sirius and Blakely. And finally he thought of his dad…he would never again get to see James Potter smile at him and never get to tell his dad that he loved him or that Harry knew why his dad had done what he did so long ago.

Harry closed his eyes, finally giving into the darkness.

Blakely slowly opened his eyes. The last thing he remembered was Voldemort casting the torture curse causing Blakely to pass out.

His eyes widened when they landed on a prone figure. It was Hadrian Black.

Voldemort began to laugh, "finally. I've killed the little runt. Now there is no one to stand in my way."

Blakely saw the diary and the dead snake. He put two and two together and ripped a fang out, inwardly wincing at the pain, but ignoring it anyway. He stood up and held the tooth over the diary, "sorry Voldemort. This is the end."

Voldemort turned and panicked just as Blakely stabbed the journal with the fang.

There was a loud scream as the Voldemort figure fizzled out and Blakely dropped the diary as black smoke leaked out.

He ran over to Hadrian's side and knelt down. To his relief, Hadrian was still breathing but it was faint.

Blakely didn't care that tears were running down his face or the fact that he was dying the same way. "Hadrian…why?"

There was a soft musical trill and Blakely looked up with a sad smile, "Fawkes."

The majestic phoenix leaned forward and started to cry on Blakely's wound and did the same to Hadrian's. Blakely watched as the small injury slowly healed and glancing down at Hadrian, Blakely could see that the color was returning to Hadrian's face.

Fawkes gave another trill and held out his claw. Blakely grabbed it along with Hadrian and Ginny and Fawkes took to the air. He landed right near Ron and Lockhart. Ron grabbed Ginny, "Ginny!"

Blakely shook his head over her shoulder and looked at Lockhart, "what's the matter with Lockhart?"

Ron looked sheepish, "well he used my wand and you know its broken…the memory spell hit him instead. The bloke has no idea where he is or who he is."

Blakely sighed. Fawkes trilled and once more they took to the air and dropped them off at the headmaster's office. Blakely gripped Hadrian to him even though the boy was older. He didn't want to let him go for some reason.

The door opened and Blakely could see that it was filled with people. There was a loud cry, "GINNY!" Mrs. Weasley grabbed her daughter and held the crying girl close. Dumbledore shook his head, "there is no need. Stronger and wiser men have fallen prey to Voldemort. I think it best that Ginny be taken to the hospital wing."

The Weasley matron nodded and they left for the infirmary leaving just Ron, Blakely and Hadrian.

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.

Blakely didn't know where to start, but at one look towards Hadrian, everything came tumbling out. When it was all over, Dumbledore looked far older. "Very well. You have done something most grown men would quake over. You may head to the infirmary as well."

Dumbledore watched them go and pondered over the conundrum that was Hadrian Black. Not only was he popular, but the boy was too smart for his own good.

There was something off about Hadrian Black. Dumbledore would need to watch the young lord and bide his time to seek out the young lords help. There was no sense in angering Sirius Black or Remus Lupin.

Dumbledore's eyes lit up. That was it. It would be the perfect plan. All he needed was some parchment and a quill.

He wrote the letter and turned to Fawkes, "take this to Remus Lupin."

Fawkes grabbed the letter and in a flame of smoke was gone.

Second year is over! I know this might seem short but this was never really my favorite book, so I wanted to get it over with and now we can move on.

Stay Tuned!

P.S…I've written a fantasy novel and would love feedback. Here is the link:

stories/61470

Thanks!